In the world of cultivation, there was no clear definition of mighty figures. People of different planes had different definitions of mighty figures. However, in the Divine Prefecture, it was generally believed that people above the Seventh Plane could be called mighty figures.
Eighth and Ninth Planes naturally belonged to this level. Now, Ye Futian, a Renhuang of the Fifth Plane, had killed a Renhuang of the Ninth Plane with a single spear strike. So, could he be called a mighty figure?
A mighty figure of the Fifth Plane was simply unimaginable for many people.
At this moment, Ye Futian stood there with the illusion of the Peacock Demon God standing behind him. Demonic divine light enveloped his body, making him look like a descendant of the Demon God.
His gaze pierced through the air and landed on the figure on the carriage in the distance. It was the prince of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family, Yan Zhu.
The Great Yan Ancient Royal Family and Lingxiao Palace wanted to form an alliance through marriage, and they had to cause a stir in the Donghua Domain. Since that was the case, Ye Futian could only "fulfill" their wish. This marriage would indeed "shock" the Donghua Domain, but in a different way.
Yan Zhu naturally noticed Ye Futian's gaze. He had been looking over there and witnessing this battle. The elder in black, who had followed him for many years and taken care of him since he was born, had been killed by Ye Futian with a single spear strike. How could he not feel mixed feelings?
Was it hatred? Of course.
However, the relationship between the Great Yan and Ye Futian could not be reconciled. Hatred was meaningless. Even if he did not know Ye Futian well and had no grudges against him, he had to acknowledge everything that the Great Yan had done. He was the prince of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family, and he was representing the Great Yan to form a marriage alliance with Lingxiao Palace.
Who could he blame?
It could only be said that the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family had done things poorly. Since they had offended him, they did not eliminate him completely, giving him this opportunity.
Now, who else could stop Ye Futian? A cultivator of the Ninth Plane had been killed by a single spear strike.
After several years, the Ye Futian of today was much more terrifying than the Ye Futian who had made a name for himself at the Donghua Banquet. Today would be his and the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family's calamity.
In the distance, the people from the top forces of the Tianchi Continent were stunned. Their hearts were in turmoil. They had been hesitating about whether or not they should make a move. Now, it seemed that they had overthought. Could they stop Ye Futian even if they made a move?
Perhaps, they would die on the spot.
The cultivators of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family, who were still fighting in other directions, finally felt a strong sense of danger and fear. They had never imagined that this group of people could actually threaten their lives. The wedding procession of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family had been ambushed on the way.
Ye Futian stepped forward, spear in hand, towards Yan Zhu. Demon dragons roared, and several Renhuangs launched attacks on Ye Futian. However, the wings of the infinitely beautiful Peacock Demon God released an unparalleled radiance. Wherever it shone, all the Great Paths were turned to dust.
Ye Futian moved forward. His spear was like a dragon as it pierced through the air. Just like before, many shadows of the spear appeared under this attack, attacking in all directions at the same time.
"Boom, boom, boom …" One figure after another exploded, and the space shook violently. Wherever the long spear passed, no one could survive. Whether it was a Renhuang or a Demon Emperor, they all died under the spear.
Even cultivators of the Ninth Realm had been killed by a single spear strike. The others could not withstand a single spear strike.
With no one in front of him, Ye Futian crossed the void with one step and came above the carriage. He looked down at the second prince of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family, Yan Zhu.
Yan Zhu also looked up at Ye Futian. He felt a little sad. As a prince of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family, he had no power to fight back. It seemed that there was only one path in front of him: death.
He watched as Ye Futian raised the spear in his hand and then stabbed it down. Yan Zhu released a terrifying pressure of the Great Path, and the roar of a dragon resounded throughout heaven and earth. Before he died, he unleashed his strongest attack, but it was completely meaningless. His attack was as fragile as a piece of paper in front of that spear. The spear pierced through and directly pierced through the top of his head. Ye Futian did not waste a single word and directly obliterated him with his spear.
Yan Zhu felt some pain, and his face gradually twisted. In the next moment, his body exploded and turned into nothingness. He was dead.
Behind them was the bridal escort army of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family. They saw with their own eyes that Ye Futian's spear pierced through Yan Zhu's head and nailed him to death in the void. They came from a major force of the Divine Prefecture and were heading to Lingxiao Palace to escort the bride. However, they were intercepted midway and were defeated.
Prince Yan Zhu was killed on the spot. The main character of the marriage alliance between the two forces was dead.
At this moment, Ye Futian raised his head and looked at them. He saw countless beams of divine light shooting out from the divine wings of the peacock. Puff, puff, puff, puff. Powerful existences of the Renhuang Plane had no way to resist the attacks of the divine light. They were directly obliterated. They did not even have the chance to resist.
"Go," someone shouted. Suddenly, all the cultivators retreated. They could not care less. They would all die if they stayed here.
However, the divine light swept past. Almost no one could escape. One figure after another disappeared in the void and turned to dust.
Ye Futian turned around and walked towards the other battlefields. He directly joined the battle. Above the sky, shocking collisions kept erupting.
This battle did not last long. It ended very quickly.
After five minutes, there was no one left on the battlefield. Ye Futian and the others had already left. No one had died. Only a few were slightly injured.
On the other hand, the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family … Countless eyes were looking at the battlefield. There was no one left. The bridal escort army of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family had been completely annihilated.
A true top figure could slaughter an entire city by himself.
Today, Ye Futian, who was a Renhuang in the Fifth Realm, let them know how one person could wipe out an army of Renhuangs.
The Great Yan Ancient Royal Family had traveled across countless continents to the Donghua Heavens to escort the bride. They had shaken the entire Donghua Domain. However, it had ended in such a way. The Great Yan Ancient Royal Family probably did not even dream of it.
No one knew how the cultivators of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family felt when they received the news.
This marriage alliance had been terminated prematurely.
"Times have changed." The people from the top forces of the Tianchi Continent were also filled with emotion. It was like a dream. Because they knew that the other party would pass by, they had traveled thousands of miles to welcome them. However, they had witnessed Ye Futian's group directly annihilate the Renhuang army that had come to escort the bride.
"Yes, he is only a Renhuang in the Fifth Realm. Before this, I thought that the rumors were exaggerated. Now that I have seen it with my own eyes, not only are the rumors not exaggerated, but they are also not enough to truly reflect Ye Futian's strength. This is definitely another Ning Hua. If he does not die, it is hard to say who will be the top figure in the Donghua Domain in the future," someone said in a low voice.
The younger generation would surpass us in time.
If Ye Futian cultivated to the peak of the Renhuang Plane, what kind of combat power would he have? They could not imagine it!
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